Hillary drinks to Obama's recent good fortune.

Say .... you're cute, come here often?

And you promise to take your socks off? Cool ... let's blow this taco stand.

"It's the only way I can make myself look like I believe what I'm saying".

Hillary: "Ok, let me see if I have the rules straight. Everytime bRight & Early calls something I say Leftourettes™ I take a shot. Same for Barry O. Last one standing gets the nomination?"

Hillary: "Why yes, I AM power drunk sir. I've got a pistol in my left pocket, bible in my right pocket and i'm going to be the next President of the United States of America. You gotta problem with that bitch!?!?"

Hillary: "Yes, i'm bitter as hell. Why do you think i'm in here doing shots??. I'm done with you now. It's time for my scheduled church service at the shooting range".

Dude on left: "Hillary, free piece o' advise...can you personally see to it that SOMEONE leaves a proper tip???"

Superdelegate options always look better at closing time.

Hillary doesn't know what these little people are toasting. However, she believes it's perfectly fitting for her to down Crown Royal when her cornonation is just ahead.

I don't care how much she drinks, Charlie... she's not going to get better looking.

Hillary is frozen for a moment with a look of irony on her face as the man she was kinda flirting with introduces himself as, Michael Lewinski, Monica's brother.

Just try and out photo-op me Barry! Uh huh ... who's your Daddy?

How can anyone do better than she herself?

"My campaign drives people to drink."

When Obama says something I can hoodwink the Media into claiming it was a gaffe, drink. When Obama actually makes a gaffe, chug!

It's 3 a.m. in the White House .... and the phone is ringing.

Closing time
Open all the doors and let you out into the world
Closing time
Turn all of the lights on over every boy and every girl
Closing time
One last call for alcohol so finish your whiskey or beer
Closing time
You don't have to go home but you can't stay here ...

Hillary: "Bitter? Bitter! Barack Obama wouldn't know bitter if it bit him in his sweet candy a$$. *I* am the only one who knows 'bitter' in this race! I was in first place! It was 'mine to lose!' Doesn't everyone remember?! Patti Solis Doyle! Mark Penn!! Monica F*cking Lewinski!!! I'M bitter! Me! Me! Me!!"
McDermott: (to bartender, makes 'cut' motion across his neck)

Confused into thinking it is a local religious custom, Hillary unwittingly downs the truth serum supplied by the Obama mole on her staff.

"To guns and religion!"

"Thanks, I need this. It's me and Bill's annual night for...I was shot at in Bosnia!"

Hillary achieves equality with men by throwing back a shot and being a real "pr*ck in politics.

"It was a simple misstatement... actually I was snipe hunting and did shots in Bosnia."

Guy on the left: That's it, Hillary. In this game, every time you lie, drink.
Hillary: What if I misspoke?
Guy: Drink.
Hillary: So if I don't lie, I'm OK?
Guy: Yes.
Hillary: But I don't lie!
Guy: Drink.
Hillary: Did I lie just now?
Guy: You are your own worst enemy in this game.

Hillary, long a fan of rotgut liquor, takes a "cheap shot".

Hillary, the lone female in a crowded room of men,
throws back a shot and dares the Muslim voters to go against her.

Sorry Senator, I didn't understand the rubes correctly. Apparently I'm the one who's supposed to drink 'till you're pretty.

* The Secret Service (the guy in white to the right) takes the whole "shadowing" thing a little too far sometimes.

* Have you seen my staff? 3 guys with beers looking like they've been out in the woods all week? One's got 4 nipples, you can't miss them.

* Another bill to vote on? I don't know, I'm not feeling too good, and look at Johnny and Barry over there... they don't look any better.

* Someday, I'm gonna be just like Maggie Thatcher! You just watch!

Crown Royale. It's the one in the Bag.

Hillary: Say Bob, this IS good, where did you get it?

Bob: Jonestown....

So like anyway .... these three nuns get on a plane, heading for a weekend in Vegas. And then the first nun says ....

Hoping to garner an endorsement from Senator Ted Kennedy, Hillary panders in vain. Unaware that he has already endorsed someone.

So...how YOU doin'?

What I want to know is when are we going to start talking about cots for girls, at the summer Olympics?

All I hear is cots for boys this, and cots for boys that. I say it's time women were treated as equals.

"Thish one's for that (hiccup) colored fella-whassizname?- Bobama?"

"I see this is a boys club. Well, I plan to join another boys club soon. Let's drink to boys clubs."

Hillary:"Ooh, I'm surrounded by men. Better think fast, or I might do something stupid. Hmm, maybe I should take a sip..."